Half-Saint

After leaving Heavenly Emperor City, Xiao Yun immediately unleashed his aura, drawing down the Ultimate-Realm Heavenly Tribulation.

A terrifying will of heaven and earth descended from the sky. Gales howled in from every direction, while thick black clouds blanketed the sky and covered the entire firmament.

The darkened sky instantly became incomparably oppressive.

"Worthy of being the Heavenly Emperor's personal disciple—he reached the Heavenly Realm's ultimate limit so quickly."

"That is only natural. For a genius of Young Master Xiao's caliber, reaching the ultimate limit is nothing unusual."

"I only wonder how powerful a genius like him will be once he becomes a Saint."

On the city walls, some Saints guarding the city watched the distant Tribulation Cloud and discussed it among themselves.

They greatly admired Xiao Yun, this young disciple of the Human Race, and looked forward to his growth.

"Rumble!"

The Tribulation Cloud finished brewing. Thick pillars of lightning tore through the dark void and blasted down toward Xiao Yun.

All the nearby mountain ranges immediately trembled.

The void shattered. Lightning surged like a violet ocean, dazzling and violently berserk.

The Saints observing from afar all revealed shocked expressions.

Such a powerful ultimate-limit Heavenly Tribulation was truly terrifying.

Nearly every bolt of lightning possessed enough power to blast a Great Saint-level powerhouse to death.

It was hard to imagine that this was a tribulation being crossed by a Heavenly Realm cultivator.

This showed just how terrifying Xiao Yun's accumulation was.

"Too weak. It cannot even temper my body."

Bathed in the berserk bombardment of lightning, Xiao Yun revealed a disappointed look and sighed softly.

His voice was not drowned out by the violent lightning. The distant Saints heard it clearly, and every one of them was left speechless by Xiao Yun's arrogant words.

This Heavenly Tribulation was weak?